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Roxanne Tellier – Does this Mueller Report Make Trump’s Ass Look Fat?

Posted in Opinion, politics, Review with tags Al Capone, Attorney General, Bizarro World, Bloomberg. Aleutian Islands Campaign, Bob Segarini, Cuban Missile Crisis. Cold War, DBAWIS, FOX. Brown Shirts, Jeff Sessions. CNN. White House, Joe Hall, KGB, Lawfare, Mafia, Mueller Report, Peterborough, Reaganology, Roxanne Tellier, Rudy Giuliani, Russia, Southern District of New York, The Continental Drift, The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich., Tony Quarrington, Trump, William Barr, Wizard of Oz on March 24, 2019 by segarini

FOX News is trying to spike the ball on it already, declaring total victory for Trump before anyone has even seen what is in the statement, and despite the results of a poll of their own viewers showing that a majority of Americans believe that the president tried to interfere in the investigation.

In other news, the president has threatened the American people with his quasi Brown Shirts enforcement crews of military, police and motorcycle heavies, should the evidence contain anything that hurts his standing or feelings .. but mostly his feelings.

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Frank Gutch Jr: Flotsam and Jetsam, plus Notes…..

Posted in Opinion with tags Amanda Anne Platt, Artistic Records, Chloe Albert, Corvallis High School Band, Country artists, Cruisin', DBAWIS, dirtmusic, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Drew Gibson, Dublin Bottling Works, Frank Gutch Jr., H. Owen Reed, Hank Williams, History of Country Music, Homegrown, Indie Artists, Indie Music, KGB, Kim Grant, Lee Cash, Little Lonely, Motown Story, music, Music Radio, music videos, Picture The Ocean, Records, Spooky Tooth, The Critters, The Honeycutters, The Weaver Twins, The Winterpills., Tops Records, Turnstyled Junkpiled, Zoe Muth on April 1, 2014 by segarini

That’s right, sports fans, I have once again rammed the ol’ cranium up against the proverbial brick wall. Four good starts on this week’s column and nothing to really show except four three-paragraph dead ends, at least for now. And deadline looms. What to do, what to do… After much thought (not really), I have decided to pack together a whole string of odds and ends for you to pick through, if you so desire— flotsam and jetsam, as it were. Ideas not long enough for a column, musical bits and pieces, brain farts and the like. Indeed, I looked up the term “flotsam and jetsam” on thefreedictionary.com just to make sure that I had the term right and, for once, I did. “Useless or discarded objects,” it said. “Odds and ends.” Well, I hope I stay away from the former, but the latter seems to fit. Just remember— no overlying theme. Whatever comes to (my) mind.